Say Anything

You say you hate the shade of my face from my father's share crops
My people were slaves before yours invented hip-hop
Apologize but I'm in on the joke
Another brother to scoff at the dancing patterns of white folk
I think I'm fine the way I am
(And yes I chase my milk with ham)
I think I'm fine the way I am
Jesus died a jew
Pupils painted blue
You haters know it's true
Jesus died a jew
You say you hate the breath of my nose for my daddy's ear locks
Shunned before you pieced it and sold it and called it punk rock